Annika

Every time a hate comment rolls in, Hunter blocks the person who sends it. 

"You're not going to be able to block all of them." I sigh. 

"Do you understand?" He whispers. "Do you understand how much you mean to me?" He asks. 

"Do you understand how mad I get when people leave those comments?" He asks. 

"Do you understand?" He asks. 

"I do understand. Because everything you feel... I feel for you." I say looking at him.

"When I was just a fan, a girl you may have known the name of. I used to want to hug you, and whisper in your ear that everything was going to be alright. When I saw the hate that you got, I wanted to hold you close and tell you how much you meant to me." I say looking at him. 

"I punched holes in my walls when I saw the hate you got. You are so perfect. You don't deserve any of it." I say running my hand down his cheek. 

"You are so perfect," I whisper. He kisses my lips softly. I cuddle into his chest as he rubs my arm. 

"You won't let the hate get to you, right?" He asks. 

"I won't." I sigh kissing him softly. 

"God  I love your kisses." He laughs pulling me in for another one. 

"I love you," I whisper. I look at him with wide eyes. 

"Oh shit.. I'm sorry." I sighed getting up and running my hand through my hair. I pace back and forth before walking into the bathroom and looking at myself through the mirror. I had tears pouring down my face.  I could see Hunter out of the corner of my eye. 

"I'm sorry," I whisper. 

"Nikki." He says. I mumble sorry again. 

"Nikki." He sternly says. 

"I'm so so sorry." I sigh. 

"Annika!" He yells. I look up at him in fear. 

"I love you too." He says before pulling me into a kiss.


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